We have a friend, age 63, whose family has given up on. Granted, Rich's problems are of his own making, but he's bed and wheelchair bound. Diabetic, cancer patient, broken leg, and now nerve neuropathy has set in. Damn, what a train wreck. Took four of us to get him into his SUV for a cardiac appointment (he insisted his friends take him, no ambulance). Currently in the nursing home under bounce back, but he's regressing. They won't tell us when he's to be permanently admitted, waiting on Medicare to make the decision. Therapy has given up, and are filling him with Norco.
Nothing like narcotics to seal your fate. Offered to bring him a .45, but he's enjoying the drug buzz, even with full diapers.
Checkout time for all of us ain't gonna be pretty, just hope I can remain mobile and keep a few marbles rolling for a lot longer.